When I was perhaps 6 or 7 my dad bought my mom a blender. Gadgets were a big thing in those days. And he showed her how to use it. I remember my mom experimenting with milk shakes and such. She made salad dressings and other things but desserts and drinks is what I remember. That blender sat on the counter next to the refrigerator. I watched carefully. I played with it, pushing all the buttons to hear it speed up or slow down. Continue reading Here Comes The Blenders→

I was a child of the 60’s. Born in 1955, I quickly embraced the 60’s. I remember learning to dance The Mashed Potatoes and The Twist with Brookie, a friend of the family. By 1960 my folks had moved to the country. Moving us out of East Haven and into the small farm community of Northford. We lived in a farm house on an old dairy farm. Continue reading Why Record It?→

I am a child of the 60’s. Born in 1955. I lived through things like the Viet Nam war, the cold war and my dad’s battle fatigue from World War II.

My multi-purpose for this includes putting legacy and remembrance on the table for my children, friends and those that want a little history. But while there was some tough things, there was also a time that had a different feel to it. My heart and hope is to bring that to you in both fun and serious ways.

Ever since I was a child, the idea of being creative, building things and selling them has been in my head. As a child I worked on a neighbor’s small farm for money. I picked, cleaned, fed and more. From his garden I would buy vegetables, seeds and the like that I could resell. I learned to make cutting boards and boxes in my dad’s workshop that I sold. I started a lawn mowing “business’ that paid me $5 for the average lawn. (Gas was 25 cents!) When I got too many, my brothers helped out and got paid. I started delivering newspapers for 2 hours a day and got paid $2. Shortly after that I went to work in a garage pumping gas at 10 years old. I loved it. The owner let me work on Saturdays and gave me a split from the tire changes and oil changes with him. Good for him –- good for me!Continue reading August 21, 2012→